Whenever he appears in the press, Eavis disgusts me, the upsidedownheaded parsimonious fucking farmer that he is. He treats his paying customers like cattle, presumably that being the only mode of interaction that he's happy with. The poor buggers paid through the nose for the privilege to be used last year (or was it the one before?) to test his ace new drainage systems, presumably because it would cost too much to test them properly before the actual event. It still cocking flooded.

This year the organizers were whining that they hadn't had enough interest to ensure a sell-out, prior to their systems going live and promptly falling over. Maybe for one year they might not see the unholy, undignified, mean-spirited scrum that they get every year, and they start complaining. It's pathetic.

Glastonbury seems to be run entirely by greedy, ignorant money-oriented fools who won't spend a pound to gain a hundred. I'd argue that the best thing to do, if you genuinely love the festival's long-term vibe, is to simply not go, until everyone currently involved is bankrupt. Financially, obv.

I don't think boycotting Glastonbury will have any effect on the long-term vibe of the festival.

If everybody who gave a toss stopped going, then it would wind up full of people who didn't give a toss and enjoyed shouting "BOLLOCKS!" at top of voices all night long in the camping areas. They could rename it the Pilton Mean Fiddler Festival and be done with it. Anyone who gave a toss about the vibe, meanwhile, would just go to other festivals; to the extent to which the long-term vibe survived, it wouldn't be in Glastonbury.

(I was impressed that the organisers of this year's Glade festival said they were deliberately reducing the number of tickets, since they thought last year's was a smidge too big.)

I'm quite happy to give it at least one last try this year. The Green Fields are still there, and there's a tiny chance it might not even rain as much as the last two years!